[QCrit] Cruel Pillars / Upmarket / 70k / 1st attempt

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And as I watched Adon depart pangs of remorse tore through my chest; the foreboding echoes of a terrible deed yet to be done and assigned to a man without the spine to see it through. 

Fuck. Am actually I expected to kill this guy?

I am seeking representation for my debut novel, Cruel Pillars. The novelisation of a thought exercise: if the richest and poorest men on earth were trapped together in a conversation, just what the hell would they even talk about? Cruel Pillars is a 70k word upmarket sci-fi novel set in the near future written with the unerring edge of cynicism and humor.

Abraham has had a bit of a rough time. After losing his job, his family, and spending a few months homeless in the heart of Minneapolis, he resorts to killing himself. He blames God for all of his troubles, of course, and is unaware that the real fault of it all belongs to someone pulling strings behind the scenes. Abe’s death is prevented only by the timely intervention of a stranger, one that invites him to share a night with the wealthiest man on earth: Adon. A trillionaire man-child with an unchecked God complex, Adon fancies himself a king and has built for himself the tallest structure on earth, Babel. It is there where he is hosting a birthday party for himself, once which Abe has been invited to. Abe, excited to get a glimpse of the upper crust, is abducted from his own mother’s funeral by a cadre of rogue CIA agents. Their mission? Convince Abe to kill Adon, in his own home and during his own party, because Abe is the only man left of earth who can. Ever a passenger in his own life, Abe passively agrees. What follows is the tale of a single evening, set at the literal top of the world, filled with Australian angels, demon butlers, old-timey ghosts, a raging cult of personality, and 8 disturbingly consequential pillars, each with an otherworldly hunger and the influence to extract their price from everyone on Babel.   
A critique on wealth, masculinity, and our collective refusal to learn from history, Cruel Pillars sets itself apart from the competition in its bold use of biblical allegory, vivid prose, and its hapless but endearing protagonist.  
  

Thank you for your time and I look forward to hearing from you soon.

Benjamin Turensky
B2dapt@gmail.com